Psalm 129

Prayer for the Overthrow of Zion’s Enemies.

A Song of Ascents.

1 "*129:1 Lit MuchMany times they have attacked me from my youth up,"

Let Israel say,

2 "*129:2 Lit MuchMany times they have attacked me from my youth up;

Yet they have not prevailed against me.

3 "The plowers plowed upon my back;

They lengthened their furrows."

4 The Lord is righteous;

He has cut up the ropes of the wicked.

5 May all who hate Zion

Be put to shame and turned backward;

6 May they be like grass upon the housetops,

Which withers before it *129:6 Lit draws outgrows up;

7 With which the harvester does not fill his *129:7 Lit palmhand,

Or the binder of sheaves his *129:7 Lit the fold of his robearms;

8 Nor do those who pass by say,

"The blessing of the Lord be upon you;

We bless you in the name of the Lord."